At that moment, Nagato's heart was filled with emotion.
After so many years, he was finally seeing the world through his own eyes again.
The weakness and helplessness in his body had vanished.
He no longer needed to rely on those eyes to see the world.
Konan's smile beside him.
Yahiko's body lying on the ground nearby.
The damp air of the Land of Rain...
All of it felt so real.
Yet these were things he had not experienced in a very long time.
Previously, all of Nagato's emotions and feelings had been influenced by the Rinnegan.
So much so that he had struggled to experience the real world...
"Konan, let's find a place for Yahiko."
Nagato turned to look at Konan.
The companion he had grown up with and fought beside as an adult.
"All right."
Konan nodded.
Nagato picked up Yahiko's body and left the secret chamber.
Half an hour later, the two arrived at a small wooden hut.
The hut looked somewhat dilapidated.
But the flowers blooming around it seemed unchanged.
Konan slowly walked over and began picking flowers.
Nagato laid Yahiko on a patch of grass nearby and began digging a grave.
"Yahiko, goodbye!"
"Goodbye, Yahiko!"
They spoke calmly.
There was no great outpouring of emotion, yet their words held so much heartfelt feeling...
Konan placed the flowers on Yahiko's chest.
Then she scooped up a handful of earth and scattered it over his body.
Nagato reached out as well and laid down a handful of earth.
And so, handful by handful, the two saw Yahiko through his final journey.
"Konan, will you stay here after this?"
As though he had realized something, Nagato asked gently.
"I..."
"I know."
"He's strong, and... he's a good man, too."
"I'll respect your choice."
The instant he saw the